The Death Mask of Cthulhu. Out of my dark dreams, my writhing insanity, A vision of death with sordid depravity. It perverts the perception of all time and space, A herald of doom with cephalapodic face. A leviathan terror rising from the deep Where it lay for lost aeons in nightmarish sleep. Now clawing its…

Morning Haiku – 64

Rising dust smudges The polished blue of the sky – a combine’s con-trail.